Yehuda Amichai
Yehuda Amichai
Yehuda Amichaiwas an Israeli poet. Amichai is considered by many, both in Israel and internationally, as Israel's greatest modern poet. He was also one of the first to write in colloquial Hebrew...
NationalityIsraeli
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth3 May 1924
CountryIsrael
time night thinking
Tonight I think again of many days that are sacrificed for one night of love. Of the waste and the fruit of the waste, of plenty and of fire. And how painlessly-time.
writing reason poet
The reason a poet is a poet is to write poems, not to advertise himself as a poet.
country children games
Knowledge of peace passes from country to country, like children's games, which are so much alike, everywhere.
eye shining tears
Here (Jerusalem), tears do not weaken the eyes, they only polish and shine the hardness of faces like stone.
two language seems
There are two languages: one as things seem to us and the other of knowledge.
love silence together
And as we stray further from love, we multiply the words. Had we remained together we could have become a silence.
cities calm cemetery
I wanted to be calm, like a mound with all its cities destroyed, and tranquil, like a full cemetery.
adventure
It was not an adventure; it was my life.
mean men political
My poems are political in the deeper sense of the word. Political means to live in your time, to be a man of your time.
dark light years
I’ve never been in those places where I’ve never been and never will be, I have no share in the infinity of light-years and dark-years, but the darkness is mine, and the light, and my time is my own.
thinking light white
I think the end is endless. It's either a big black hole or a big white light or both together. But it's totally meaningless, because even if someone would explain it, I wouldn't understand it.
happiness hiding great-happiness
Behind all this, some great happiness is hiding.
kindness love-is siege
Love is like a reservoir of kindness and pleasure, like silos and pools during a siege.
spring flower grows
From the place where we are right, flowers will not grow in the spring.